Chapter 68, Reasons for Loss (Part 1)
Mother hugged Zhao Ping, lifted the curtain, and took a few bites.
Zhao Ping's face was covered with deep maternal love.
Then my mother fanned her nose again with a folding fan and said, "Go back and take a good bath. It stinks."
At this time, Lin Rufeng, the manager and coach of the Shunfeng Team, stepped forward and saluted with both hands, and asked, "May I ask your surname, Mr. Lang?"
Zhao Ping replied: "My surname is Zhao Mingping."
Lin Rufeng's face was full of sincerity, and she raised her hands up without even thinking about it.
He blurted out: "Xiao Langjun's skills are incredible and unconstrained, which is the future development direction of Cuju. Therefore, our Shunfeng team sincerely requests Xiao Langjun to join our Shunfeng team, and the salary will be in line with Qiu Tuan."
It should be said that the Shunfeng team has seen the greatest sincerity!
Let Zhao Ping and his team have almost exceeded the maximum endurance of the Shunfeng team.
Because the ball head is almost five to ten times that of ordinary players!
Moreover, Zhao Ping is still a little kid and is easily tempted by money.
Watching the opponent's coach come to poach someone, but he actually poached him in front of his own husband!
Cuizhu never likes to talk.
But at this time, she couldn't help but smile.
Even my mother couldn't help but smile.
Lin Rufeng was stunned for a moment, thinking that the price he offered was not high.
He gritted his teeth, cupped his hands and said, "Xiao Langjun, the silver can be increased by another 10%."
This is because he gave 10% of his own money to Zhao Ping.
He had no other choice but to do it. His heart was bleeding.
Cuizhu couldn't help but cover her mouth and burst into laughter, saying, "It's impossible for Mr. Xiao Lang to be a team member for you."
Lin Rufeng couldn't help but be startled, looking at Zhao Ping and then at Cuizhu and her mother.
He thought Zhao Ping, a mother-in-law, thought she had too little money.
So he stepped forward and bowed deeply to his mother and said: "Madam, please be polite. We sincerely invite you to join me. He is such a good young man, it is a pity to waste it."
My mother couldn't help but smile while returning the gift.
Cuizhu couldn't help laughing anymore.
She pointed at Zhao Ping and said, "Does Shopkeeper Lin know who Xiao Langjun is?"
Lin Rufeng was even more confused. After looking at a few people, he asked, "I know that the young man is Zhao Ping."
Cuizhu kindly reminded him and said, "The young man is from Zhaojiazhuang. Think about it carefully."
Lin Rufeng looked at the three words "Zhaojiazhuang" written on the opponent's team's flag, pondered for a while and finally realized it.
After giving a deep salute, he said: "It turns out that I am the young man from Zhaojiazhuang. Please forgive me for being blind. I hope that I will accept my disrespect for my rudeness."
After saying that, he left in low spirits, losing unexpectedly.
Unexpectedly, Lian's recruitment of talents would actually offend the other party's young master.
Zhao Ping looked at his bleak back and said, "Shopkeeper Lin, how about we make a deal?"
Lin Rufeng steeled herself, turned around and saluted, and said, "I wonder if the young man has any orders for me."
Zhao Ping looked at the Shunfeng team.
Due to an unexpected loss, Lin Rufeng and his men were all listless.
Zhao Ping told him a very unexpected news.
He said: "Your Shunfeng team joins Zhaojiazhuang and becomes a member of Zhaojiazhuang."
Lin Rufeng asked in confusion: "Why does Xiao Langjun still need our own team if he already has a Cuju team?"
Zhao Ping looked at Lin Rufeng and said, "You don't have to worry about this, but there is a salary for joining Zhaojiazhuang."
Instead of you poaching Zhaojiazhuang, it would be better for Zhaojiazhuang to poach all of you.
Life in ancient times was too monotonous!
Zhaojiazhuang has now developed into a town, but there are no entertainment projects.
And Cuju is loved up and down!
It is also a project suitable for men, women, old and young!
It can greatly improve the monotonous life in Zhaojiazhuang.
And it can also achieve the purpose of training team spirit.
The key is that it can change the image of Zhaojiazhuang!
Zhaojiazhuang is not a remote countryside lacking entertainment.
At the same time, Zhao Ping's awareness of introducing modern football can create a unique Cuju art and culture brand.
Lin Rufeng couldn't help but be overjoyed!
Zhao Ping gives him a stable income!
This is a real golden rice bowl.
They usually have no source of income.
The main source of income is the silver bowl as a prize after winning a game.
Rewards from spectators~!
And this time, the gambling house paid for them to play.
But the silver bowl has been won by Zhaojiazhuang!
At least half of their income!
All they can say is that the revenue is flat.
Unexpectedly, Zhaojiazhuang would enshrine them!
Overjoyed, Lin Rufeng immediately knelt down on one leg and said, "I'll pay my respects to the young man later."
The team members behind him also paid homage to Zhao Ping.
Policy must be announced.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Zhao Ping said: "The minimum is three pick-up cards per month, and you will get additional rewards for ranking and scoring goals."
Don't let them become lazy.
Zhao Ping provided the minimum living security for each of their players' families.
Zhaojiazhuang does not take any other usual rewards.
And there are separate rewards for scoring goals.
Everyone in the Shunfeng team knelt down and thanked him again.
While eating at Yuchun Restaurant, Ma Ma came up to offer tea instead of wine.
There is something like a cat scratching in my heart.
He must solve this problem, otherwise he will never have peace in his life.
He asked for advice: "Little Langjun, the posture of shooting the ball with your feet in the air is so wonderful. I have never seen it before. What is the move of shooting the ball backwards in the air called?"
After Zhao Ping drank tea, he glanced at him and said, "That one is called an upside-down golden hook."
Mara's face suddenly tightened, and his teeth suddenly clenched his jaw.
His eyes widened and he said resolutely: "Little Master, I wonder if I can learn the move of hanging the golden hook upside down?"
Zhao Ping did not speak.
It gave him a chill.
Just when I was feeling very upset.
Zhao Ping stepped forward and looked at him carefully, which made Mala feel uneasy and his face turned pale.
But I heard Zhao Ping ask softly: "How old are you?"
Mara couldn't help but feel relieved. He cupped his hands and said, "I'm telling you, I'm just twenty this year."
Zhao Ping thought for a moment and nodded: "It's not too late."
It turns out there is something going on.
He immediately pushed the golden mountains and knocked down the jade pillars.
He kowtowed three times to Zhao Ping and shouted loudly: "Master is here, please accept my disciple's bow."
After Zhao Ping received this gift, Mala officially became Zhao Ping's disciple.
At this time, Yang Zhen scratched his head and saluted Zhao Ping.
He was a little embarrassed: "Young gentleman, I am only eighteen years old. I wonder if I can become my disciple?"
Zhao Ping looked up and down a few times, which made him feel a little scared.
Zhao Ping shook his head first and said: "Although you are young, it is too late to learn Cuju after all."
Yang Zhen couldn't help but look pale.
But Zhao Ping's last voice still made him feel comfortable: "It seems that your skills still have room for improvement, it's acceptable."
Yang Zhen was overjoyed and met his senior brother Mara after becoming a disciple.
Zhao Ping looked at the members of the two teams who were eager to try and said: "In terms of team skills alone, the Shunfeng team is still ahead of Zhaojiazhuang, but why did they still fail by one goal?"
"Because the Tailwind team does not have a specialized formation."
Zhao Ping then pointed to the characteristics of the Zhaojiazhuang team, "Zhaojiazhuang arranges three people to focus on offense, four people to block your offensive direction and pass the ball, and four people to guard the goal. Li Hangang, Li Hanqian, and Li Hanxi are respectively responsible for making adjustments based on actual conditions. Your defense line has a clear division of labor to avoid wasting energy."
Then he analyzed the characteristics of the Shunfeng team. "Of course, your technology must be better than ours."
"But you don't have a stable formation. One moment you rush forward to pass the ball, and the next moment you rush forward to defend, which wastes a lot of energy, so you failed in the end. If it weren't for Li Hangang, Li Hanchen, and Li Hanxi, you would have torn apart your defensive field. , no matter how good your shooting skills are, it’s useless.”
"Of course, if you have a little more physical strength and your skills, we will definitely lose in the end."
Lin Rufeng solemnly bowed to Zhao Ping and said, "Little Master, Feng has learned a lesson. I would like to express my deep gratitude."
Zhao Ping gave him guidance on the spot and was at least half his teacher.
Zhao Ping nodded, and after receiving a salute from him, he said: "With the superhuman skills of your Shunfeng team, coupled with Zhaojiazhuang's offensive and defensive formations, as long as they work well together, it won't be a problem in Changzhou or even Sichuan."
Lin Rufeng nodded.
With Zhao Ping's analysis and his own thinking.
He has his own ideas about Cuju.
It is not the key for Zhao Ping and the others to score goals.
The key is that Li Hangang, Li Hanqian, and Li Hanxi work hard to tear apart their defense.
They provided the conditions and foundation for Zhao Ping and Youlang's shots.
This is what Zhao Ping said about midfield being the prerequisite for victory.
Zhao Ping's words opened a new door to his brain. It turns out that Cuju can be played like this.
Lin Rufeng bowed again to express his gratitude.
In fact, Zhao Ping was a football enthusiast in his previous life.
He is also a person with a certain theoretical foundation.
He also published an article in "Football World", a magazine sponsored by the Chinese Football Association.
The name is "The Golden Section and the Art of Football".
Not only is there theory, but it is also applied in practice.
His brain was overdrawn from yesterday's horse race.
But for today's game.
After the break, I was still able to participate in and direct Cuju with strong energy.
It made my mother heartbroken and moved my uncle and Miaoer even more.
Because Cuju must win, I was completely unsure in the third game.
Zhao Ping has no choice but to personally understand the spirit of modern football and must ensure victory tomorrow.
That's why we have today's hard-won victory.
At this time, Zhong Hua stepped forward to Zhao Ping, glanced at everyone and said, "Xiao Langjun, I have an incident related to Jingfeng Restaurant."
Zhao Ping waved his hand and asked his mother, uncle, Cuizhu, Zhao Di, Zhao Tianshi and Li Hangang to stay for discussion.
Miaoer glanced at her uncle at the beginning of the trip, and finally left.
Zhonghua closed the door and said: "Let me tell my mistress and young man. After investigation, we found that the owner of Jingfeng Restaurant deliberately bought high prices for ingredients. He also has a separate courtyard and an outer room in the west of the county."
"Currently, the shopkeeper, cook, and waiter have been controlled by me, and the account books have been sealed. The outside room is monitored by me and has not been touched for the time being."
Zhao Ping nodded, thought for a while and then said: "Bring the account book and let Cuizhu check it. The shopkeeper's family must be under control. His outer room must also be under control."
"The shopkeeper, cook, and waiter will ask questions separately to prevent them from colluding with each other."
Three days later, Cuizhu, who looked a little pale, came in with an account book.
